CHAPTER 19: THE BROKEN ANTIQUE VASE

Victoria was usually very gentle, but when she did get angry, it was something to be feared. Her father had been a police officer, and he taught her martial arts from a young age. Later, the training only enhanced her strength, making her a formidable presence. "Did you hear me?" Victoria's eyes flashed with irritation, her voice low and commanding. "Look at the time. Are you planning to make us wait forever?" The servers were visibly shaken, their faces pale as they fumbled with their phones. "Sorry, sorry! We'll go verify it now," one stammered. They were hesitant, knowing how out of reach Mr. Elijah was. After all, what was Elijah's identity compared to theirs? Meanwhile, Laura and her friends finally managed to escape where they had fallen. It was Laura's first time being on the receiving end of such a beating, and the pain had left her trembling. "Victoria!" Laura's face twisted with fury as she grabbed a vintage vase from a nearby shelf, her hands shaking as she charged at Vi